Cherry skies and pretty lies, drunken kisses and love sick wishes! That's my past... But now to cover up my secrets I lie, and to protect those lies, I lie again! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Ariana Renson is nothing but just another eye-catchy queenbee of Winster High, instead of having Barbie-wannabe as her followers, she's surrounded by life-sacrificing loyal friends. She had finally discovered the secret world her mother had hidden from, but underneath each untold story, she found blankets of lies upon lies, sacrifice upon sacrifices, and her being haunted by THEM were just a part of it. Besides from the unbroken love triangles that expands into dancing pentagons and her being drawn to Aristate, she is forced to grit her teeth and finish her senior year in Winster High aside for the fact she inhales trouble and exhales attention and being a billionaire was just a cherry on top. THEY were coming for her, WHY HER? Keeping a low profile was impossible but she could feel it under her skin THEY are still looking for her, but it was the blood running through her veins that answered her questions! THEY'RE blood.....offcourse, family ties!

✨ Means Available 🔥 Means Busy 💕 Means Taken

- means available [ means crushing\busy | means taken

- means available [ means crushing/busy | means taken

Church boys know how to pray, but do they know how to beg? /// warning: contains mature content such as sexual activities, sacrilegious comments, swearing, and other trigger topics. read at your own risk.

please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.